The following story is the prologue to all events in the story,this is essentially what happened in the 6 years of Sonic's absence.

This Side Story contains Strong Elements of Depression,Suicide,Anxiety and Self harm.

Reader Discretion is advised.

Everything was flipped on Amy's head. The reality she once thought was real was shattered. The future she once believed she could have, was torn into pieces as easily as paper. Nothing made sense to her anymore.

The event was only a few hours ago but the pain only continued to grow. Especially after finding out that Sonic left their world,and they wouldn't know when they would see him again or if he would ever return. Amy sat on the floor of her bedroom,feeling like a broken doll that was pushed off a five-story building. Her heart felt like it was being stabbed with a rusty knife over and over.

She..broke.

A month passed and Amy hadn't recovered. She almost never left her house,she barely ate and She didn't keep in touch with everyone else,despite the messages blowing up her phone. Her arms and legs were covered in scars that were inflicted by her own will. A foolish and reckless attempt to drown the pain she was feeling inside.

Over those weeks,she began to believe her life had no meaning. That she was a waste of space. An unwanted person.

If I was gone,nothing would change. Everyone would still be happy and the world would stay the same...heck it might be better off without me being here.

Those thoughts constantly plagued her mind. Eventually,She decided it was time to take action. To end the suffering she endured. There was no sign of him coming back and she could no longer take the hurt. She was scared,she didn't want to die but she didn't want to suffer any longer than she needed to.

Through teary and blurred vision,she pulled herself to find a notepad and a pen.

Sitting down at her kitchen table,she began to write,as her tears dotted the page.

Dear Everyone,

When you find this letter,it will be likely I've passed away. I could no longer take the pain of living a life where there is nothing but suffering and pain awaiting me. My worth on this world is close to nothing. Honestly,I believe you'll all be better off without me.

Please do not cry for my death,that is all I wish for. I understand if you will want to bury my body and have a ceremony. If you wish to find my body,it will be in the forest nearby my house.

I understand if you're upset with me and you're angry with me. But this is the only thing I can do now. Everyday has been nothing but torture. I've been exposed to how worthless I really am.

Cream: Please stay strong for me. I know you must be heartbroken but believe me when I say this,you mean so much to me. I care about you as if you were my family. Live your life the best you can without me by your side.

Tails: Please continue doing your best as the leader of our team. I'm sorry I won't be there to fight alongside you all. You have a bright future and I know you know how to achieve it.

Knuckles: Do not wreck the base when you read this. I'll miss the talks we would have.

Rouge: I'm Sorry. Please stay strong and plan the ceremony if need be. I leave the distribution of my property to you.

Shadow: I didn't know you very well but I believe you have some good left in you. Use it to make this world a better place. I know if you have a child someday,you would take care of them the best you could.

Good bye and I'm Sorry.

Amy Rose.

Quietly placing the letter in an envelope and putting the hood of her sweater of her head. She stepped outside for the first time in a long time. She was aware that there was going to be a meeting in the base tonight. Everyone would see the letter she wrote.

When she arrived at the base,she gently placed the letter on the table and quickly left,not looking back.

As the hours passed,She packed up all of her things in boxes and placed cloths over all the furniture in her house,so they won't be damaged when Rouge decides who gets what items.

It was roughly around the time of the meeting when she was heading to the forest,

rope slung over her arm,tears in her eyes and toxic thoughts clouding her mind.

Once she found a strong enough tree,she began to make the noose. Simple enough.

She slowly began tying the rope to the tree when she heard someone call her name.

Before she could take her life,she saw the rope cut in half before her very eyes.

"...What the hell were you thinking?"

Standing before her was none other than Shadow,gripping the letter in his left hand; a look of anger covering his face.

"Do you realize what you could have done to everyone!? We already lost one member! We're not going to lose another one! I don't care about the fact you feel worthless and you want to die! If that's the case why didn't you ask someone for help?! How stupid do you have to be that everyone would be fine with your death!? No one wants to lose you for |||||||||| sake!"

There was a tone in his voice. Something that sounded like he almost cared if Amy died.

She tried to speak but found herself falling to the forest floor crying.

Shadow calmed down and rubbed Amy's back,something she'd never thought she feel from him.

"For now,let's get you to the hospital."

He gently picked up her scarred and broken body,and carried her to the nearby hospital.

Another month passed. Amy was admitted out of the hospital and forced by Shadow to live with him until he was sure she wouldn't take those measures again. She was in no state to care for herself. She essentially was nothing more than a depressed,suicidal child that needed someone to look after her. He started by getting her to see a counselor. It was helpful but her mental health barely improved after a few meetings.

Then he remembered what she felt before she took drastic measures. Worthless.

He came up with an idea. He decided to take her under his wing and train her to become a better fighter. His idea was that if she became a better fighter and had something to look forward to everyday,she would have a better opinion of herself and would no longer see herself as something worthless.

As the months went on with the training,it seemed to work. Day by day she became more animated in her expressions,more alive. She was even becoming better at fighting,she would be a valuable asset to the team. The only problem was,she was scared to use her hammer,especially since how many memories with Sonic were harbored within it.

To remedy this,Shadow presented her with a sword. A weapon that would make her someone new.

It worked. She was even better with a sword then she was with a hammer. She even was a challenge to Shadow sometimes.

She soon found herself smiling at dinner,at the little things and at life in general.

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A Year had passed. A full year. Amy still found herself having panic attacks and repeating her depressive habits but she had improved quite a bit. and..

Shadow had grown attached to her. He remembered what she had said about him in her letter and he decided to take action on it.

He adopted Amy Rose as his child. He decided it would be the best decision.

She more than happy to have a father once again.

When she was a young child,she found her hometown being attacked by Eggman's forces.

Her birth Father ordered her to run and not look back. She never saw him again after that.

Everyday was new,he found himself taking pictures while she was training to post online with captions like "I'm such a proud Father.".

She found herself celebrating Father's day for the first time in a long time.

It wasn't long before they were a strong and supportive family unit.

It was only a year after Amy was adopted that tragedy caught up to her once more.

It was a regular mission like no other. However,just as the mission was ending; a machine that was being destroyed,launched a final bullet; which hit Amy on the side of the head. The shock of the impact knocked her out cold and soon,she began to die on the battlefield.

As soon as Shadow found his daughter,cold and near death on the ground; he grabbed hold of her body and used chaos control to get her to the hospital as soon as possible: breaking his own personal rule about using those powers.

The doctors were doing their best to keep her alive,with no hope in sight.

On her deathbed,Shadow found himself clutching to his daughter's hand. Wanting for her to remain alive,for he had put too much effort into her recovery for it to end like this. He wanted her to live a long and happy life,away from the strife and suffering she had already faced.

Amy on the other hand,found herself in a heavenly area; being met by several beings that could only be described as Gods. One of them approached her slowly,placing their hand on her cheek,whispering words that would hold great relevance.

They declared that it wasn't time for her to die and that she needed to live above all else. She wasn't ready to enter heaven and leave the land of the living.

As a sign of her overcoming death,she was granted the gift of the angels. Wings. But as she was a mortal returning from heaven,they were transparent and had limited use at a given time.

When she re-awakened,she found herself in the hospital with her Father holding her hand. Almost as if though he was keeping her from leaving to heaven. The look of relief on both of their faces couldn't be described.

As the months went on,Amy found herself unable to remember a lot of details about some of her memories. In particular,she couldn't remember a majority of the memories she shared with Sonic. All she could remember was often static or sometimes nothing at all. All she could remember of him clearly,was the day he left. Even worse,when she did try to remember,she would often get skull crushing headaches or even panic attacks.

Shadow tried to explain some of them to the best of his ability to lessen his daughter's suffering but to no avail. He often wasn't around when the memories occured.

All he could do was simply keep his daughter safe and try to make her happy.

After a couple years,Amy found herself enrolled in the local high school. Shadow insisted that She went so she could have some semblance of a normal life,rather than the life of a warrior.

At first,she found the environment nerve wracking,but eventually found herself enjoying it. She enjoyed learning about new things and having new experiences. While she wasn't the most popular student,she still found herself surrounded by new friends and acquaintances.

Some mistreated her due to her past,but she tried her best to stay strong and ignore them.

Some often enjoyed talking with her and hanging out with her in after school activities.

Some even confessed their love to her.

But,she often rejected them; not just because she often didn't know them personally and had no feelings for them but..her last experience in love left her scarred in a way where she was afraid to love another like she did before.

It was only a year after that when Rouge began teaching in her high school. She would often manipulate her duties as a teacher to make sure that Amy was in all of her classes in order to give Amy the support she still needed. Amy still struggled with her mental health and sometimes it would slow her down compared to the other students. She managed to pass her first year but only barely and even hurting her own mental health at the rushed pace.

So Rouge would often extend deadlines and give Amy assignments early to make sure she could keep up with everyone else.

Having Rouge there was a breath of fresh air for Amy and she enjoyed having her as a teacher. As teasing as she could be,she was an excellent teacher and was able to be strict even.

One of Amy's fondest memories is when Rouge decided that the class would hold a Musical Showcase for the whole school as a final assignment in the drama unit.

Rouge was very confident in Amy's singing skills and casted her the most emotional song in the music set. 'Hopelessly Devoted to You'

At times,Amy found the lyrics hard to sing; especially considering how hard it hit home with her past...at least the bits and pieces she could remember. She often asked Rouge why she gave her that particular song and Rouge stated that sometimes singing about repressed emotions can set them free and relive the singer of the burden. She wanted her to overcome the past so she could be essentially set free and be able to choose her own path,her own future without anything holding her down.

With that mindset,Amy continued to practice and learn the song; putting her own emotions in every performance. She did cry a lot in the beginning,even sobbed from thinking about some of her past.

But when the night of the show occured,Amy found herself singing clearly and using her own emotions in her vocals. She wasn't crying as she sung,the emotion was there but she found herself embracing it as she sang. She overcame those emotions in that act. There was not a dry eye in that audience that night.

Before long,She found herself facing her senior year. She was proud of herself that she faced so much and that she was still alive after everything.

She was excited to see the future that awaited her.

But one thought always plagued her mind.

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Would...he ever be back?

What would happen if he came back..?